Brent's always prided himself in being spontaneous and reluctant to always have something planned. I, on the other hand, enjoy having a schedule and better yet a LIST of said schedule. I am, however, starting to understand why he is not always in favor of having a plan.... Plan: Take a day trip to Fredericksburg on Friday. Reality: We went on Saturday. Plan: Leave by 10am. Reality: Left about 12pm. Plan: Brent in shorts/flip flops; Tamara in a summer dress (not really a plan, but it's how we left the house....the first time). Reality: Both in jeans and closed toed shoes after checking the weather and it was slightly drizzling on our way out. Plan: Feed Brynlynn upon arrival to Fredericksburg, in the car, to give us apprx 2 (maybe 3) hours of time w/o a crying baby. Reality: Screaming infant in the first shop we arrive at (apprx 1-1.5 hrs later). Plan: Change her diaper...problem solved! Reality: Diaper changed in a dressing room-screaming infant with clean diaper. I'm sweat...
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